"And that's just my basic salary. I haven't included my bonus and other fringe benefits, " Mosa remarked with a smile. "If I were to include all the extra perks I get, I'd say I make about two million a year."
"Oh, God! I'm so jealous of you." Carla couldn't help but envy her.
"Don't ever underestimate a secretary's work. You'll have a bright future ahead as long as you do your job well, " Mosa advised sincerely. "If you want to make it in life, you have no one else but yourself to rely on. Don't waste your days idling."
Hearing that, Carla felt a little guilty. It's true that I haven't really been ambitious about my career all this while.
"Do your best! Your father was an incredible man, so I know you'll shine just like he did!"
"You knew my father?" Carla was surprised.
"Who hasn't heard about the president of Wigston Corporation? Besides, your last name is pretty uncommon, and there's something extraordinary about you. It's not hard to tell whose daughter you are."
"Oh." Carla didn't want to recall too much of the past.
"We're almost there. Have a look at the documents and familiarize yourself with them."
"Okay."
After a two-hour drive, they finally arrived at Ashenville Garden.
Mosa drove straight toward the golf course and got off the car with Carla.
A staff member came over to welcome them. Knowing that they were here to deliver Zayn's documents, the man treated them with the utmost respect and immediately brought them to their boss.
Carla had been here before; her father was once a regular client who would often take his guests here too.
"Is that Mr. Giblo over there?" Mosa asked, pointing to the golf course nearby.
Carla looked over and noticed the familiar figure which belonged to Zayn, whereas right next to him was… That must be Shelley.
"Ugh…" Mosa's expression stiffened as she turned to Carla awkwardly. "I'll send the documents over on my own. Wait for me here."
No one else might have noticed it, but Mosa had long been aware of the fact that Carla and Zayn shared a special relationship.
Carla had been promoted directly to the president's office under Benard's personal instructions too, and everything else that transpired after that was taken care of by the man himself.
Everyone knew that Benard was Zayn's right-hand man and that any order he gave was the latter's will.
Zayn was always a heartless man, but he had made many exceptions for Carla—time and time again.
Others may not have been aware of this, but Mosa certainly was.
"Okay. I got it." Carla retracted her gaze, looking especially calm.
Despite feeling stirred up deep down, her face remained expressionless.
She knew too well that her relationship with Zayn was merely transactional in nature, so this was all nothing but a game. Whoever falls in love first loses.
Don't expect anything. Don't fall for him, Carla. That way, you'll never be hurt.
The woman continuously reminded herself about her own principles. Don't cross the line.
The golf cart stopped nearby, and Shelley's excited voice rang out. "Wow! It went in! I did it, Zayn!"
"Not bad." Zayn nodded lightly.
"Teach me more! I could use some work on my posture, " Shelley requested, leaning onto his body.
"Get Mr. Whyte to teach you."
Then, Zayn handed his golf club to Benard and turned to leave, only to notice Carla and Mosa standing next to the golf cart.
"Hello, Mr. Giblo!" Mosa strode over with the documents. "Here are the documents you requested."
Standing in place, Carla gave her boss a polite nod and kept her gaze low, not saying a single word.
Zayn glanced at her before instructing Mosa, "Give them to Miss Benday."
"Sure." Mosa walked a few steps ahead and courteously handed the documents to Shelley. "Here you go, Miss Benday."
"Thank you." Shelley retrieved the documents with a smile. "I'm sorry that you had to come all the way here."
"It's no trouble at all. This is all part of my job, " Mosa quickly responded.
"We're just about to have lunch. Why don't we all have a meal together?" While holding the documents, Shelley caught up to Zayn and held him by the arm in a carefree manner. Then, she turned to Carla. "Come and join us too."
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